This is a blog about living on Cape Cod and running a Wellfleet bed & breakfast, open year long. I'm a Russian-American who spent 25 years in France. My husband Sven is from Sweden. Sweden’s colors are blue & yellow. Mix them, and you get green, a concept we embrace. No toxic chemicals, please, and organic food whenever possible . . .

Friday, November 20, 2009

Feeling frustrated that this is our third weekend with no bookings, no calls, no emails, no reservations, I wrote lyrics to the playful tune by Herman’s Hermits, No Milk Today, recorded in 1965. So, without further ado, time for a bit of fun, with this blast from the past:

How could they know just what vacancy means The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams How could they know the silence at the innBehind the door where you get twin or queen

No rooms today, it wasn't always so Summers are so gay, we're full day after day

And all that's left is a place dark and lonely An empty house in the woods in back of town Becomes a pain if I think of it only Love to have you down …”

How about December 4 & 5? The first weekend in December is turning into an event here on the Outer Cape. On Sunday, December 6, Wellfleet will be decked out with wreaths for the holidays. There’s going to be a craft fair at Preservation Hall, caroling, etc. I have even heard talk about a possible hayride. Of course, Wellfleet's deserted beaches are wonderful at low tide in winter as long as a fierce wind isn't blowing. Seagull Cottage and our Green Room are still available ….